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Someday, people will want to compose epic ballads about
my life. When they finally get down to it, I figured a blog like this one would make good reference material.


Perhaps, in the extravagance
of youth, we give away our
devotions easily and all but
arbitrarily, on the mistaken
assumption that we’ll always
have more to give."
- Michael Cunningham




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Monday, October 25, 2010

It's like full time, and you've managed to scrape by to earn those precious 3 points, only to find you haven't got a big enough goal difference to pull yourself out of the relegation zone.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

There's one thing I want to say so I'll be brave,


You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave

I'm not sorry I met you,
I'm not sorry it's over,
I'm not sorry there's nothing to say
I'm not sorry,
there's nothing to say.


"I wouldn’t know how to believe in anything without you."


“I used to hate pretty much everything till I met you.”

Thursday, October 21, 2010

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't

You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

On The Radio - Regina Spektor


"All I can do is be me, whoever that is."

Bob Dylan


i get too tired, after midday, lately



my office glows, all night long
it's a nuclear show and the stars are gone;


“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that-I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much-so very much to learn…"

Sylvia Plath

Tuesday, October 19, 2010